Three
"I was so worried you'd be upset, once you knew..."
"Upset? Please."
Hyunji quietly took my hand and looked up at me as she whispered. The warmth in her eyes made me stroke her cheek, and I answered just as softly.
"You know you look incredibly pretty today, right?"
"You're the handsome one... You put up with every bit of my stubbornness..."
"I can see how hard you're trying. You can stop now."
"But Jiyoung..."
"No. Jiyoung is Jiyoung, but you matter more to me. This is our date."
"Oppa..."
"Even if I was the one who got dragged through the shopping."
"Hehe. I'm so happy today. I really did get my wish."
"What kind of wish is that."
"I was dying to buy you a present. It was killing me."
"I won't turn them down anymore."
Her eyes went round as she looked at me.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I won't refuse anymore. I'll only say something if it gets to be too much."
"Oppa..."
Today's haul had been enormous, so it really had been excessive. I'd had a hard time stopping myself from adding up the prices. Knowing the total would only have left me hollow. I stroked Hyunji's cheek again, looked into her eyes, and went on quietly.
"I don't need things like this. Just know that you alone are already more than enough for me to be grateful. Especially with a heart this pretty."
"I'm so grateful I met you too. I just want to do more for you..."
"Spending time with you like this is already enough to make me happy."
"Oppa..."
Watching her eyes go soft and hazy, I gave her a light kiss.
"Then, want to change here?"
"Yes. It's almost lunchtime anyway..."
"Let's."
"Then I'll go get Jiyoung."
"Okay."
I missed the warmth of her as she slowly drew away, but she went at once to Hwang Jiyoung, who was staring gravely at two lingerie sets, and whispered. Jiyoung flinched and looked at me. The moment our eyes met she dropped her gaze in a hurry and gave a small nod. I looked away as well and settled in to enjoy the brief wait.
Hmm... The prices are better than I expected.
It was a brand I'd never seen before, but for the quality the prices weren't all that high. The lingerie ran a little expensive, though still within reason. There was no need to go hunting for an outlet. I did want to see Hyunji in lingerie sometime. The trouble was that I didn't know the stuff well, so sizing was difficult for me. A clerk happened to be coming my way, and I pointed at a simple black bodysuit and asked.
"This one. Do you have a size that would fit a friend who's a 70B and wears a medium in panties?"
"Ah, of course. Shall I send it to the fitting room?"
"No. Just ring up one, please. Bag it separately."
"Yes. Um, sir."
Another clerk came over and whispered.
"Yes."
"The young lady asked if you could come over for a moment."
"All right. That's fine, isn't it?"
"Of course. Will you be trying anything on as well?"
I nearly said no. Then I thought of how much I owed Hyunji today—not just the gifts, but the way she'd looked after Jiyoung, which had been unbearably sweet. Maybe I ought to return the favor.
"Sure. Do you know what the two of them put on?"
"Ah, these should work if you try them."
As if she'd been waiting, the clerk held out a pair of charcoal briefs and a grayish-blue pair of boxer briefs. I took only the boxers. My body couldn't wear briefs anymore. The size happened to be large. She'd brought nothing but larges, by the look of it.
"These will do. Which room?"
"The innermost fitting room."
"Right. Oh."
Just in case, I ought to say something to her.
"Could you keep other customers out of the rooms right beside it?"
"Ah... yes, yes..."
"It'll only be a moment. Please."
"Understood."
She stared at me, dazed, but I turned as naturally as I could and headed for the fitting rooms, doing my best to look as if this were familiar. The situation still wasn't. Anticipation kept rising anyway. I knocked softly on the innermost door, and I could feel them startle inside.
"You—you tell him..."
"You tell him."
"I-it's embarrassing..."
I let out a quiet laugh at the bickering and waited. Jiyoung's voice came out very small.
"P-please come in..."
"All right."
I laughed again at the voice that sounded ready to crawl away, then slowly slid the door aside. The sight that met me nearly stole the breath from my lungs.
"I knew the figures would be pretty, but..."
I'd meant to mutter it to myself, and it slipped out anyway. Both of them were that beautiful. Hyunji stood in a gray-blue bralette, face scarlet, fidgeting with her hands. Beside her, the ornate charcoal-gray bra on Hwang Jiyoung and the precarious straps of panties barely clinging to her waist sank into the softness of her skin. Even so.
"Are you very embarrassed?"
"Ah..."
Jiyoung only swallowed and couldn't go on. I stepped inside and carefully closed the door. The room was a little narrower than the one at the outlet, so with three of us there wasn't much space to spare. I liked it better that way.
"Could you straighten your shoulders? I want to see more."
"Y-yes..."
Shame flooded her face with an even deeper red, but she bit her lip and slowly uncurled the body she'd been hiding, opening her shoulders like a flower coming into bloom. Her figure was extraordinarily beautiful. The curves swept in more dramatically than they ever had in a ballet leotard. Those hips and that waist in particular dried my throat.
"It suits you. Your figure too... You're even prettier than I imagined."
"Th-thank you..." She swallowed.
"Hyunji, you're gorgeous too. That looks exactly like you."
"I thought you'd like it."
She was still looking out for Jiyoung, trying her hardest to seem natural. I could feel exactly how hard she was pushing herself. Her knees and the soft flesh of her thighs were trembling.
"Come here."
"Yes..."
I took Hyunji's hand first—not Jiyoung's, rigid with nerves, but Hyunji's, who had been trying so hard all day—and drew her in close. Her gaze grew hazier the nearer she came. I whispered.
"Will you undress me?"
"Ah..."
"I need to change too."
"R-really...?"
"Yeah. Don't want to?"
"I want to see..."
"Then you'll help me, right?"
"Yes..."
She leaned into my arms and drew a quiet breath, then reached carefully to the side. When she took Jiyoung's hand and tugged, Jiyoung came stiffly, her whole body rigid with tension. I let out a small laugh.
"If it's too much, you don't have to force yourself."
"Ah... N-no, I'm fine..."
"I can do it myself. That's all right."
"I-I'll do it... How should I..."
Hyunji rested her cheek against my chest, then slowly began to undo my shirt. At the sight, Jiyoung swallowed and lifted a trembling hand, working at the buttons one by one. I watched her, then wrapped an arm around her waist and drew her into my embrace.
"Hngh..."
"It's hard if you stand that far away."
"Ah, y-yes..." She swallowed again.
"If it gets too hard, you can stop anytime."
"I-I can do it..."
"Then, Jiyoung, you undo his shirt buttons. I'll... I'll do the p-pants..."
"Mm..."
The back of my neck grew hot. Excitement rose as these two beautiful women peeled my clothes away. Even their clumsy hands were stimulating. The sound of them swallowing, of breaths already turning heated, began to fill the fitting room, and my own breathing joined theirs.
"Haah... haah..."
A swallow. "Ah..."
Jiyoung had undone every button. When the last one gave, the slight tightness across my shoulders released all at once. The shirt lost its tension, and the front fell open.
"Is it strange?"
"N-no..."
Her eyes stayed fixed on my chest as she breathed hard. I whispered to her.
"Want to touch?"
"Ah..."
"Go ahead and touch."
"R-really...?"
"Yes. It's all right."
"Ah..."
Her eyes went round. She swallowed again and slowly laid a soft hand at the center of my chest. She stroked me with careful fingers, watching my face, and I gave her a small nod. Then she slipped her hand inside the shirt. Below, I quietly helped Hyunji as she tried to tug my pants down.
"D-do you... exercise a lot...?"
"I've been working at it lately. Not for very long, though."
"It's amazing... So firm..."
"You like it?"
"Yes... You're so beautiful..."
"Your breasts are beautiful too, Jiyoung."
"Ah... Th-thank you..."
"Then me too."
"Ah..."
I whispered it and gently caressed her breast. Jiyoung shivered as if she'd been shocked. I swallowed at the softness filling my hand. Warm, and yielding. The plush feel seemed to melt the stress right out of me. The padding was thin, so the sensation came through the bra, and when I moved my hand she twisted.
"Ahn..."
"Sensitive, are you?"
"R-right now, it's a little... It's too, too indecent... Haa..."
Her rough breathing alone told me she was holding up well enough. My pants slid to my ankles. I lifted my feet, stepped out of them, and looked slowly from one of them to the other.
"Who wants to take these off?"
"Ah..."
"Jiyoung. Do you want to try...?"
"Haa... haah... yeah..."
Hyunji had been staring blankly at my cock, risen hard enough it looked ready to split the boxers. She whispered to Jiyoung. At her words Jiyoung dropped her gaze, gasped, then jerked her head up to look at me.
"L-like this..."
"Because the two of you are so pretty."
"Ah..."
At that, Jiyoung's eyes grew wet and began to soften. Hyunji, who had slowly gotten to her feet, wrapped her arms around my waist and nestled into my chest. I looked at Jiyoung and gave a small nod. Jiyoung swallowed again, slowly knelt in front of me, and reached both hands toward my boxers.
"Haah... haa..."
Listening to her breathing from below, I gently stroked the ass of the Hyunji in my arms. The lace of the new underwear scraped a little rough against my palm, but the soft skin and warm body heat beyond it began to warm my hand.
"Hnn... Oppa..."
"My Hyunji. You've worked hard, haven't you?"
"Yes... P-please touch me more..."
"All right."
"Your hands are so warm..."
Nestled against me, Hyunji began to fondle my chest with careful fingers. Sensing her watching for my reaction, I lowered my head and whispered.
"What is it?"
"Oppa..."
"Hm?"
"I want to lick yours..."
"All right."
"R-really...?"
"Yeah. Today I'll let you do whatever you want."
"Oppa..."
I looked at her flushed face as she gazed up at me, plainly moved, then pressed a kiss to her forehead. Hyunji, growing drunk on the mood herself, offered her lips to the chest she'd been leaning against and quietly took my nipple into her mouth.
"Mm."
"...mmph... suck..."
I felt her lips begin to work softly, and the warm, wet tongue with them, and spoke to Jiyoung, who was still hesitating below.